Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

You beat the liver out of a goose to get a pâté; you pound the muscles of a man's cardia to get a philosopher.

My war brought me many things; let yours bring you as much. Life is not to be told, call it as loud as you like, it will not tell itself. No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into, and remember Lady Macbeth, who had her mind in her hand. We can't all be as safe as that.

Certainty always produces questions, uncertainty statements. It is a balancing law of nature.

I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go further and, when it does die, gives it that dignity common to a thing one had touched and not ravished

For most people, life is nasty, brutish, and short; for me, it has simply been nasty and brutish.

Dreams have only the pigmentation of fact.